LUKAS GRAHAM: 7 Years Once I was seven years old my momma told me. Go make yourself some friends or you’ll be lonely. Once I was seven years old. It was a big big world, but we thought we were bigger. Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker. By eleven smoking herb and drinking burning liquor. Never …

OUTLANDER The year is 1945. Claire Randall, a former combat nurse, is just back from the war and reunited with her husband on a second honeymoon when she walks through a standing stone in one of the ancient circles that dot the British Isles. Suddenly she is a Sassenach, an “outlander”, in a Scotland torn by war and raiding border …

If you’re planning a trip to Sicily, add this information to your program. Yes, certainly worth a visit the mill of Infersa, what – together with two other mills – is part of a themed walk in the salt marshes “Ettore e Infersa”. Coming, discover the visitor center and shop the rooms, you can give yourself a gastronomic tasting, but …

IN MY LIFE AS A FOX In my life as a fox I was everything and everything, I was even light to bite, I was the sun of my immaculate face. I did not know my name, and it was just constantly there, where the leg touches the ground. In my life as a fox, I was hungry and the …

STRESSED OUT: Twenty One Pilots I wish I found some better sounds no one’s ever heard, I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words, I wish I found some chords in an order that is new, I wish I didn’t have to rhyme every time I sang, I was told when I get older all my …

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE Jane Austen was able to investigate and tell the most varied nuances of the human soul to the point that her novel is engaging and well today in 203 years away. Her books can be viewed most simply as eerily good romance novels, more broadly as sharp critiques of nineteenth-century vanity, cruelty and folly, and–broadest of all–as …

PRAYER Our baby’s heart, on the sixteen-week scan, was a fluttering bird, held in cupped hands. I thought of St Kevin, hands opened in prayer, and a bird of the hedgerow nesting there, and how he’d borne it, until the young had flown, and I prayed: this new heart must outlive my own. (Kathleen Jamie)    

OF LOVE The one who says “I Love You”, is a sad fiddler, who has lost his song. Only if Love itself, had a tongue! A thousand, blissful hoopoes, laugh inside of your eyes. Thousands of silent canaries, stay still in my throat. If only Love itself, could have a word! The one who says, “I Love You”, is a …

LIE AND TRUTH There was a mysterious land; its long southern parts extended to the great sea. No one knew much about it. People in the land had a strong belief that they lived in a unique land of peace and wealth. So, ever happy they were and they had a positive habit of smiling. This beautiful myth misled them …

If you have planned your trip to Spain, remember that there is a path – the ruta de Don Qujote – which retraces the places described by Cervantes, that is, the ability to linger just off of each of the twelve mills (all arranged on the rocky Colle Calderico, all baptized with names extracted from the work of Cervantes). Coming, …